अपने दिमाग से ये क्या खेल खिलवाते हो!?
खुद ही खुद से झूठ बोल कर,
खुद को ही समझाते हो!-
[CHILDHOOD'S FAIRY TALE BECAME FEARY TALE!]
The hope light wasn't bright,
Ocher (khaki) color set her silence rate,
[DARKNESS WAS MORE POWERFUL!]
But then cameras showed everyone her acid face,
Ocher color then took her case....
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Messy thoughts with a calm mind!
Murky days with glinty nights!
Silent tears with a pretty smile!
I am a thunder having bright light!
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Baad bewafayi aansuo ko sekh chuke hai hum,
Yaad aapki mein raat se swer hote dekh chuke hai hum!-
Her complexion of existence is purely transparent but she exists!
Her orator of voice is totally locked but she can speak!-
The reason why I'm addicted to darkness.
Darkness gives me peace after an enormous war. It heals me.
Everytime I sit alone,
My mind fills up with several thoughts.
Some remain SILENT,
And some ROARS!
Some take me HIGH,
And some throw me on the FLOOR!
Some CALM me,
And some play a bloody WAR!
After some time.....
The warriors of thoughts get TIRED,
So they decide to INSPIRE!
Then positive opinions REVEAL,
AND I BEGAN TO HEAL!-
I was also born with a dream that was crashed by a sharp beam!
Jee rahi thi mai bhi bachpan hoke befikr,
Nigaahein kisi or ki hai mujhpr, usse thi bekhbr!
Khwab tha mera bhi ki kru mai kuch hat kar,
Us ek din se door aasman chla gya khwab mera udd kar!
Bda hi bekhauf sa hokr usne chhua tha mere jism ko,
Zinda thi jo khwaishein fir ek kaune mein jaakr gyi vo so!
Maut ko bhi gale lgana chaha,
Palla vo bhi chhurrha kar chli gyi najaane kahan!
Fir na koi khwaish, Na khwab , ek zinda laash si thi mai,
Jaan daalne ko khudmein fir dhundha krti thi ishq mai!
Na mila koi pyar mujhse krne vala,
Ishq, pyar or mohobatt fir maine khud se hi kar daala!
Khwab ab bas ye hai ki kaat du har us shaks ke haath jo lge kisi aurat ke jism par bina izazt!
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No matter if at some point the whole world becomes gloomy, you'll still prevail gleamy,
If you halted pertaining yourself with others and you only belong to you,
When your mind takes a healthy breath after benign cluttering of impression
When you become your helping needle and rest are just illusions,
And if you are watering your roots and not the heights then you are in self-love!❤-
Unhone kaha Ibadat krna chorrh do!
Humne fir unka naam zubaan se na Iiya!-
ThatOneDay (7)
Finally, the Rakhi connection got married.
The Rakhi connection then made everyone believe that she is characterless and beated her many times.
He used rod, legs, sticks, bat etc. to beat her.
He also tried to break her fingers by bending them.
Thatoneday depression covered her badly!
Thatoneday darkness got committed with her!
Thatoneday tears became her accessory!-